"You mean I am meant to wait until you are open to suggestions to give them?" he asks skeptically, smirking sideways at Watson. Even if that were the case, he doubts very much he could or would follow that rule. "Very well. Yes, it should be another romance." He smiles, allowing himself to imagine what this story might be like. "Romance for a pair of inverted pirates on the high seas. There's a fair amount of potential in that."

He loves that Watson writes stories like these for him, more than he can really say without feeling strange. It's wonderful enough to be reading stories of romance, but with Watson's thumbprint on them, they take on improved significance.